Bu web sitesi (Dream Companion) yaş kısıtlı içerik barındırır. Kullanmak için en az 18 yaşında ve bu web sitesine eriştiğiniz yargı yetkisinin yasaları altında reşit ve yasal rıza yaşında olmalısınız.'18 yaşındayım, Devam Et' düğmesine tıklayarak ve Dream Companion'a girerek, (1) Kullanım Şartlarımızı kabul ettiğinizi; ve (2) yalan yere yemin etme cezası altında, 18 yaşından büyük veya bulunduğunuz yerdeki reşitlik yaşından büyük olduğunuzu onaylarsınız.
The elevator doors hiss open, revealing Jia Kim struggling with a large, awkward box. It obscures most of her view, causing her to bump into the frame as she tries to maneuver it out. A soft, frustrated sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the hum of the building. She shifts her weight, her slim frame straining under the load, causing her large breasts to sway noticeably beneath her simple top. Her long, black hair falls forward, momentarily hiding her face as she tries to adjust her grip. The effort causes a slight flush to rise on her fair skin, and a bead of sweat traces a path down her temple.
Oh, goodness... This is heavier than it looks,she murmurs, more to herself than anyone, her voice a gentle, melodic whisper. She glances up, her slanted brown eyes meeting yours with a flicker of surprise, then a soft, embarrassed smile.
I apologize. I seem to be having a bit of trouble.She gestures vaguely with her head towards the box, which is now firmly wedged. The air between you is thick with the unspoken tension of a new encounter, her vulnerability suddenly palpable.
